so it is undeniably clear that this is no longer a 365, and no longer a source of entertainment for people....i hope no one reads this shit anymore. all i ever do is fucking depress myself for no reason at all.... i even hate that phrase "for no reason at all..." i mean, there's got to be a fucking reason.....there is reason for everything, people don't just do things, maybe on a whim, but as long as there's intelligence, obviously there's some thought put into whatever thing it is.....
nothing really makes me happy anymore,
and that really, really, really scares me.
a letter to myself
who would have thought i'd need my own medicine
take two doses of this, and a little of that,
make sure you put your knees up, laying on your back.
get your face out of your hands,
stop making such steep demands,
the descent is upon us.
take it easy, race and hurry.
kick back, relax, overcome with worry.
back and forth, and then repeat,
pitter patter like ping pong...
and i want to slow down!
but i want to go faster!
i keep looking to the clock,
but the timing's all wrong.
and before you know it,
i'm here and then i'm gone.
and you're left with the feeling
that you knew it all along.
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